Collection of Memorable Humorous Stories (5)

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Sweet and sour

(1)

Aye Kyaw is a young editor at the “Myanmar Aung Lan” newspaper.

The editor is not a person who is arrogant and stubborn like other editors, but a person who lives happily and cheerfully, in accordance with the motto "Live happily, die happily."

He is doing his job as an editor because he loves it. The salary he gets is not enough for him at all. Every month, his parents in Mandalay support him. His parents have their own large looms in Mandalay and run a large textile shop.

In fact, Aye Kyaw could sit and eat his parents' food without doing any work and be content.

However... however... he was unable to escape the hardships of life, and had to work as an editor in the great city of Yangon, suffering hardships.

He lived in a house on the riverbank, paying fifty baht a month plus food.

One evening, I walked outside and ordered dinner at a Chinese restaurant.

It was the evening after-hours, so the shop where he was eating was crowded with people who had come to eat like him and people who had come to buy pork belly, roast duck, etc. for the housewives who had returned home. Among the Chinese restaurants in the open air, the Chinese restaurant in front of the Egg Milk Restaurant where he ate was famous and more crowded than the other restaurants. Because of the crowd, the beggars, both male and female, were also making noise, begging for leftover rice, leftover vegetables, and even small pieces of fish.

Every time Aye Kyaw came to that restaurant and ate, he would throw away the leftovers of his food to the beggars.

Now that he has more food, he watches the beggars to give it to them.

The place where he sat and ate was near the benches where the dishes and the grilled meat were placed.

As he looked around to distribute the leftover food to the beggars, he saw a young boy of about six years old, dressed in dirty clothes, standing near him, holding a teacup.

So, Aye Kyaw, with a gesture of kindness, took the bowl from the child's hand without saying anything, and after he had eaten it, he poured out all the remaining roasted rice and other food...

"Hmm. Hmm.. This... This.. What are you doing here.."

A woman's voice, speaking angrily from behind him, made Aye Kyaw turn around and see the beautiful young woman he had once fallen in love with.

"I'm just adding more dishes than I can finish... What does that have to do with you..."

Aye Kyaw spoke back to Pamar Ma Khant and Hla Pyo Phyu. The people eating around them and the Chinese people from the shop were staring at the two of them.

"I said shop... This valley is my valley... What do you think, why did you add your own dishes to this shop when I came and bought duck soup?"

The young woman spoke up in a rather harsh tone, and Aye Kyaw realized the truth and left.

"Oh... I don't know... I'm a beggar."

"What... what... what did you say... you just called the man a beggar.. right?"

The young woman was so angry that her skin was trembling and she asked Aye Kyaw..

"My dear.. I have never told you that I am a beggar, so don't take my words for granted."

Aye Kyaw replied with a sneer, his lips pursed.

"I'm not saying it out of spite, that's what you meant, isn't it?"

"Ha.. This is just you making a big deal out of me. I really thought you were a beggar. And look at this kid's clothes, he's all tattered, I thought he was a beggar in my mind and did this."

"Look, you're talking nonsense. Look at this child carefully... He's a beggar, his clothes are dirty, and I brought him a friend while he was playing. Don't talk about other people's children.

"If you don't want me to say this, I'll call you after you've dressed neatly. Now, your son's clothes."

"What... what, your son is also a virgin, sir, this is not my son, don't talk to the kid next door about drinking."

Aye Kyaw deliberately teased the young woman, knowing that she was a virgin. At that moment, a man stood up from his meal and approached the two of them.

"Come on... let's be polite, don't fight over something that happened to each other by mistake." The man stepped in and tried to mediate, but the young woman said...

"No... you're just talking about him because you don't know him. He didn't just hit me this once. He hit me like this when we met at the bakery before.. and now he's doing it on purpose."

At the end of the young woman's words, Kyaw laughed a little...